Chapter 371 Rhine's Plan (Second Update)
Even if Lucian was often attacked by bad news, he was still a little uneasy at this time: "Mr. Rhine, what has changed? What will happen?"
The Necromancer realm hides the secret of true immortality, and any change that occurs in it cannot be underestimated, especially since Rhein is still so solemn. Could it be that the necromancer wants to invade the real world and create "undead natural disasters"?
"I don't know exactly what the changes are, you know, I am trapped here and can't get out, I can only sense through a special method that there is a terrifying aura that can subvert the world in the deepest part of the necromancer world is weakly reviving, maybe in a year or two, there will be a mutation, and the possibility of developing in the worst direction is the greatest." Rhine was neatly dressed, not like he was trapped, but as if he was attending an elegant banquet, although his tone was solemn, his every move was orderly and not panicked.
Lucian frowned: "So, I should report the secrets of the necromancer world to the Supreme Council."
Even if his teacher is the storm master, Lucian is not more than 30% sure that he will not be greedy after hearing the immortal secrets of the necromancer world, and will not kill himself to silence himself, after all, the time to get along is still too short, so if the matter is really serious to the point where he has to take risks, Lucian will choose to submit it to all the great arcanists and legendary magicians at the meeting of the Supreme Council, and under their mutual restraint, he will be much safer.
"It's not serious yet, didn't I tell you that I made arrangements before searching for the secrets of the necromancer? Didn't you ask you to use these arrangements to help me get out of trouble after I was promoted to a higher level?"
Rhine rarely didn't tease Lucian, he had been very serious, "I know that you are still far from being promoted to a high level, so I can only ask you to try to find a way to bring your strength closer to the advanced level within half a year, and then try to spend half a year to activate these arrangements. If this method neither allows me to get out of trouble nor solves the problem of changes in the necromancer world, then you should submit the secret to the Magic Council."
Neither he nor Lucian are foolish and stubborn people, and if they have no way out, they will no longer keep secrets and let the worst outcome come.
"He?" Lucian asked suspiciously.
Rhine nodded solemnly: "The ancestor of our blood race, the closest thing to the existence of God, the true immortal incarnation of the silver moon."
He is very particular about his words, and he doesn't need immortality.
"Etna?" Lucian had seen this name in many books of the Magic Council, and it was rumored that he, like the Pope, was the closest being to the ethereal forbidden area of the gods.
However, there are only legends about him, and there is no ranking in the purification sequence.
The corners of Rhine's mouth twitched: "You can also call him Etna. There is no gender in the original existence, but your magic council has inherited the harsh traditions of the magical empire and likes to use women to describe gods, essence, reality, etc., the only problem is that the pope has always been male, otherwise it will ......."
"If it's him, you can give it a try." Lucian also thought that if the method was unreliable, he would directly risk submitting the secret of the necromancer.
But if I could really see Him, could I ask you to cut a piece of meat, drop a drop of blood, and pull out a piece of hair and bring it back to me for study?
Lucian, who had unknowingly evolved into an arcane research maniac, thought divergently.
Seeing Lucian's agreement, Rhine straightened his half-long silver hair and revealed Lucian's familiar handsome smile: "I never thought that one day the two of us would be busy saving the world."
In fact, my teacher has been preventing me from destroying the world, Lucian silently scolded, "Mr. Rhine, where do you need to go to activate it?"
"First go to my castle in the Dark Mountains, take the transformation mask, the three things that opened the magic circle, and the reward you deserve, then go to the Kotao Murloc Altar in the 'polluted sea' of the endless ocean, the Sphinx Mausoleum in the southern desert of the Gusta Empire, and a palace in the underground 'Sun King' Thanos in Antifleur, the capital of the Holy Helz Empire, remember, use spells and gestures to stimulate the magic circle you have placed, and finally return to my castle, and light up all the lights on the brightest night of the silver moon, Stand in the halo of the silver moon and recite the mantra." Rhine's projection began to shake, as if it lacked some strength.
"Polluted seas? Southern desert? Sun King?" Lucian is not unfamiliar with these three terms, the Sun King needless to say, the polluted sea area is the information he got when he smuggled into the Magic Council, in exchange for the income of an arcane point, the southern desert just heard Florence mention two days ago, the origin of uranium mines is there, and that area is still under the rule of another magical empire in ancient times, Meshket.
There were three magical empires side by side in ancient times, Sylvanas, Meshket, and Yasuo. The Yasuo Empire is famous for its navigation and underwater architecture, ranging from the current Principality of Calais, the Kingdom of Buryana, and the Pearl Islands in the Endless Ocean, and the rest of the vast area is occupied by the most powerful Sylvanas Magic Empire.
Rhine laughed and said: "I don't have the ability to arrange such a strong magic circle myself, I can only use powerful altars, mausoleums and underground palaces to let them converge at a certain space node, don't worry, as long as you are close to the advanced level, you can make good use of the transformation mask and the magic items in my castle, the danger is much less than reporting to the Magic Council, the only problem is that half a year may not be enough, your flight speed is much worse than the high level. Well, originally you went after becoming a high-level person, it was basically an ordinary and dangerous task, but it turned out to be ......."
"This is really ......" Lucian had to say, "I think I will be able to set off in a few days, in a sense, I am considered a quasi-high-level."
The initial substantiation of the cognitive world is the most difficult point to advance to the advanced level, followed by the possibility of failure in the cooperation of magic rituals, the analysis of the six-ring magic, and finally the spiritual power and soul to the point of directly interfering with reality.
Rhine had a certain understanding of magic, and after hearing Lucian's words, he took a soft breath, looked around the dream, and laughed at himself amusedly: "Could it be that after I was trapped, there was a problem with my sense of time? Although I can't project to you after you enter Alinge, you have only been back in Alinge for a few months, right?"
Alinge is the city with the most dense and frequently open magic circles, and if Rhine wants to project, it is easy to alarm the great arcanists and legendary magicians who are on duty.
"This kind of thing is difficult to explain clearly." Lucian moved his fingers.
"You're getting less and less fun, and when you quickly become a legend, it's even more fun." Rhine sighed, "Then you act as soon as possible."
The dream dissipated, Lucian opened his eyes, recalling the conversation just now:
"Mr. Rhein is probably hiding something, and he probably knows more about the necromancer than I thought."
Huh, sometimes, it's not good to know too many secrets, and you want to wait for the high-level magician promotion ceremony in three years with peace of mind.
Lucian sat up suddenly, startling Avery and flicking his tail, almost smashing the chair of the "Pale Hand".
"I didn't do anything!" It emphasized loudly.
It's a pity that I can't take this little guy with me, otherwise...... Although it was mainly due to secrecy, the image that came to Lucian's mind was the scene of Afrith looting the treasure vault of the Rhine.
"But the most troublesome problem now is that the teacher doesn't approve of my going out during this time, so what excuse should I use to leave?"
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In Heidler City, the banquet hall of a certain magic tower, the pale candles emitted a faint light.
Standing here, Lucian suddenly felt like he was attending a funeral, holding a white drink and not knowing whether to drink it or not, but Avery had no taboos, enjoying all kinds of strange foods, including fried yellow maggot-like meat, skull-shaped bread, and a "five organs" platter......
"Are these guys necromancers or performance artists?" Lucian shook his head helplessly, and then saw Felipe, who was wearing a long black trench coat, intervene and walk in.
Felipe walked up to Lucian, with a faint smile on his pale face: "I thought you didn't have the courage to come to Heidler, the low magic level is just worried about this and that."
"I also thought you had no face to come and see me accept the Immortal Throne Award." Lucian replied to Felipe, "I am a member of the council's audit committee, what should I worry about when I go to the council's internal organization?"
"Do you need me to provide first-hand information on cellular memory research? Then you will still have hope of resurrection if you are assassinated." Felipe went toe-to-toe.
Lucian shook his head: "I'm not very worried about the research results of middle and low-level arcanists."
The two exchanged a few sarcastic words to each other, which was considered a greeting, at this time, an old man wearing a gorgeous Meshkete-style robe came over, holding scarlet wine, his eyes flashed with crimson light, and said in a cold tone: "Evans, thank you for your miracle experiment."
After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.
"Who is this?" Lucian looked at Felipe in front of him.
Felipe had a smile on his sickly face: "Mr. Sosa, a sixth-level arcanist, a seven-ring necromancer, a high-ranking member of our organization, once almost blew himself up, and it is expected that the date of promotion to the eighth ring will be very far away."
When he said this, he became in a good mood, he was never a big-hearted person.
"The world is always full of helpless things." Lucian shook his glass.
The banquet was not very lively, many necromancers did not want to see an elemental mage win the Immortal Throne Award, only other invited guests came over from time to time to greet Lucian, after all, he was already a member of the Arcane Review Committee.
One of the two presidents of the Pale Hand, the nine-ring necromancer, the powerful lich Shangla climbed onto the half-height platform in a heavy all-black magic robe and invited Lucian up, behind him was a mummy holding a tray made of crystal, on which was a neatly folded light black magic robe, under the light, faintly flowing with brilliance.
"Mr. Lucian Evans' miraculous experiment reveals a possibility of the origin of life, a mystery that all necromancers have been seeking, and we thank him for his contribution." Shangla said concisely, "He is qualified enough to ascend the immortal throne."
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(End of this chapter)